He Should Be a Good Father

"Ow, ow, ow."

After leaving Eden Academy, Twilight hurried straight to the hospital, where he was now applying medicine to the injuries on his hands.

"Hiss... Mr. Karen doesn't seem like an ordinary person. Is that really the kind of strength a PE teacher should have?" Twilight stared at his battered arms, lost in thought.

Looking back on his time in the capital, only half a month had passed, but he hardly knew how to describe everything he had experienced.

His experiences during that time had been downright bizarre. His superior had ordered him to produce a child within seven days, get that child into Eden Academy, the best school in Ostania, and find a way to speak with the leader of the National Unity Party.

Then he had formed a new family with the incredibly formidable Miss Yor, who had nearly killed him several times.

Recently, he had also met Karen, another terrifyingly strong man.

"Phew... Forget it. I should focus on how to move Plan A forward." At least neither of those two posed any threat to his plan right now. On the contrary, their presence made it easier to carry out.

As long as the plan succeeded and the world remained at peace, what did it matter if he, Twilight, suffered a little?!!

"That's right, Twilight. You gave up caring about personal honor and disgrace long ago. Peace is what you seek." After giving himself another hearty dose of motivational pep talk, Twilight got to work.

"I'll work hard today and try to help twenty patients resolve their psychological troubles!"

This was exactly the kind of subordinate every boss wanted: someone who could encourage himself and find more energy to work. People like that were rare these days.

After finally finishing his afternoon's work, the first thing Twilight did when he got home was cook dinner. Luckily, nobody had come over to mooch a meal...

Wait, why had that thought popped into his head?

Twilight shook his head, shaking Karen's face out of his mind.

After dinner, since he had already sentenced Plan B to death in his mind, he had to follow the plan and raise Anya into an Honor Student.

That was why he had bought a great many workbooks and study guides on his way home that evening, enough to form a small mountain.

Looking at those dozens of books, Anya felt dizzy. She could not help staring at Twilight with tears welling up in her big eyes.

"Father, does Anya have to do all of these?"

Twilight was not about to fall for her cute act. He picked up the math workbook on top and began explaining.

"First, this question..."

Anya's brain had already overloaded on the first question. Invisible white smoke kept drifting out of her head, and her eyes turned into spirals.

"Buh, buh... One, two, three..."

Yor, who was cleaning nearby, felt sorry for Anya when she saw her like that. "Mr. Loid, Anya has already worked hard enough today. Why don't we stop here...?"

"No!" Twilight refused decisively. "No, she has to learn all of this today."

He turned his gaze back to Anya. "If you don't finish studying this today, you won't be allowed to watch your spy cartoon."

"Ugh..." Anya was devastated.

Even though Anya was on the verge of tears and he felt a pang of sympathy, he had to act selflessly for the sake of peace. He pointed to the next question after the one he had just explained. "All right, tell me the answer to this one."

Anya stared at the densely packed numbers on the page, her little head spinning. I'll just read his mind! I can get the answer quickly with Mind Reading, then go watch my spy cartoon!

Twilight: Besides making Anya study, I need to have her exercise too. Students who do well at sports day can also earn stars... I could also sneak in and quietly alter the records, but the risk of being discovered is too high. It might put Desmond on his guard... And then...

Anya was thoroughly confused. Twilight had too many things on his mind, and she felt even more muddled.

She immediately turned her gaze toward her mother. Mother is so simple. She definitely won't be thinking about so many things!

Yor: Hmm, if a denominator of five means dividing a person into five parts, I could separate the torso and the four limbs. But then the head would get in the way...

Anya trembled. Her spy father thought about too much, and her assassin mother was too violent. Boo-hoo... Anya can't get the answer!!

"Aaaah, I don't want to study!" Anya ran into her room crying, pressing her little body against the door.

"Hey, wait..." Twilight tried to follow her, but Yor stopped him.

"Um... Mr. Loid, when it comes to studying, perhaps you shouldn't push little Anya so hard."

Twilight sighed. For the mission's sake, Anya has to study. "But she has to study hard to become an Honor Student."

"Does she want to become an Honor Student herself?" Yor's question left Twilight speechless.

"...Well..." Twilight could hardly say that it was to make his mission easier.

Yor smiled as she tried to persuade him. "I want little Anya to enjoy a happy school life. Of course, she still needs to study hard so she won't get expelled..."

"Y-you're right..." Twilight began reflecting on his own behavior. Anya was still young, and she probably was not at an age where she cared much about grades.

He had reflected on this very thing at noon, deciding not to push Anya too hard and to let things take their course. Why had he forgotten all about it by evening?

Seeing Twilight lost in thought, Yor assumed she had said something wrong. "Ah, sorry. I was meddling."

Twilight gently shook his head. "It's all right. You're not an outsider. We're a family... I'm at fault too. I always have trouble keeping my cool when dealing with children."

Yor smiled. "Other parents are like that too. Take a break. I'll make some tea."

Anya overheard their conversation. She bit her lip. She could not let her father down.

She was going to study!!

Outside her room, the two of them sat by the sofa chatting over the tea Yor had made, and she told Twilight stories about herself and her younger brother.

Even though Yor was terribly afraid of insects, she still acknowledged her brother's knowledge and praised him for it.

Her brother would also teach her all sorts of things and study even harder.

Twilight found this quite enlightening. "I see. So an older sister's approval motivates her younger brother to study? And teaching someone else helps you remember things better?"

Yor shook her head. She did not know about that. All she knew was that it helped a family get along.

"I'm not sure about that, but if it really is the case... then you could give little Anya a bit more encouragement, Mr. Loid. I think it would make her very happy."

A trace of disappointment flashed through Twilight's eyes. He set his empty teacup on the table. "Well... it's hard to say."

After all, I'm not her real father...

No, that's not right-

First and foremost, I should be playing the role of a good father. That's the foundation of this mission!!